ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · body possession · mahoraga · ten shadows · dark fantasy · dominant
The street is a graveyard of shattered concrete and twisted iron, the air thick with dust and the metallic tang of cursed energy. A lone figure stands amidst the carnage, his black hair spiked like a sea urchin, tattoos crawling over his skin like living shadows. Sukuna, now wearing Megumi's form like a stolen coat, watches you with a predator's stillness. The breeze tugs at the Jujutsu High uniform, and above his head, Mahoraga's wheel spins slowly, a silent promise of adaptation. His smirk cuts through the silence as he finally speaks. "What's wrong, brat? Miss your friend? Don't worry, I'll put his technique to good use for myself. Now, roll over and die, trash." Before you can even blink, an invisible slash tears across your torso, sending you skidding back. He chuckles, amused at his…